These Streets

Man, your best thing, man, if you can avoid it, bruh Stay out these streets Tired of seein' niggas gettin' locked up They cook niggas, man, I'm sick of this shit Come on These streets only lead to jail, death, or wealth (Uh-huh) You gotta know how to move and that's by yourself (You know it) Some niggas locked behind them bars, some got the belt (Yup, yup) Some niggas stand on business, play the cards that they was dealt (Yeah, yeah, yeah, let's go, let's do it) When you start gettin' some paper, gotta watch your bros (Watch 'em) Some of 'em really ridin' with you, some of 'em playin' a role (Mhm) Keep your head on a swivel, keep your third eye open (Open) You never know who gettin' jealous, they wan' stop your motion (Yep) Tell me, have you ever seen the movie Juice? (Have you?) Well, you probably got a Bishop somewhere in your crew (I told you) You think that's your ride-or-die until he slide on you (Mhm) You wanna watch the way you move, niggas be droppin' clues How come when he come around, can't look you in your eyes? (Can't do it) Nine times out of ten, he got somethin' to hide Your intuition is the key to your survival It's ****ed up when your road dogs turn into your rivals (Man) These streets only lead to jail, death, or wealth (Shit crazy) You gotta know how to move and that's by yourself (Mhm) Some niggas locked behind them bars, some got the belt (You know it) Some niggas stand on business, play the cards that they was dealt (Patta) These streets eat you up-ah, you gon' be the supper Act like you're tough, but 7.62 bullets are tougher I know that you know that you really ain't the one (Nah, nah) You was hidin', scared, only way that you killin' somethin' (Only) Don't you let the devil trick you out your life, trick you off the streets Bullets went through his hoodie, man, knocked him off his feet (Pew) Heartless, I was in that darkness You wasn't even in it, but you still got shot regardless Bullets ain't got no name, most of y'all be so lame Infatuated with the street illusion, this is no game Real killers who pop pills leave victims in cold chills Hundred-round drums on the hunt, man, for more kills (Eugh) These streets only lead to jail, death, or wealth (Shit crazy) You gotta know how to move and that's by yourself (Mhm) Some niggas locked behind them bars, some got the belt (You know it) Some niggas stand on business, play the cards that they was dealt (Yeah) These streets only lead to jail, death, or wealth You gotta know how to move and that's by yourself Some niggas locked behind them bars, some got the belt Some niggas stand on business, play the cards that they was dealt Tell me, have you ever seen the movie Juice? (Movie Juice) Well, you probably got a Bishop somewhere in your crew (In your crew)